Kneelin' At My Altar Lyrics - Singles - Arrested Development

Another morning kneelin' at my altar 

the day is faced with a bunch of grace 

on my case in this worldly rat race 

to keep the pace I depend on ancestors and God 

and by the way my real name is Todd. 

That's how my dead ancestors address me 

that is those that knew me as that. 

My African name hasn't been revealed yet. 

My knees don't mind the bendin' 

as long as the bending keeps me from bending 

or compromising my views and pride 

the inside world gets me prepared for the outside 

I can't wake up on the wrong side of the bed 

as long as my soul has been fine tuned and lubed and 

altars are cool for my inner urge to resume 

to the universe SMPTE tone or metronome. 

Kneelin at my altar (x3) 

in the morning time I got to kneel at my altar 

K N E E L I N at my altar 

Simply put one is naive if they believe 

that this system does not deceive its 

populous dropping us lies in a sack like a stork 

& there's stops that drop from Cali to NY. 

Images are burnt into our brain cells to the extent 

there's still fumes in a no smoking section of a room 

forces are tugging at you from both sides 

to be centered I pray and pour libation 

Oh from there it's diggity diggity done 

I've rinsed my senses & armor alled my armor 

instead of being grouchy I'm a natural charmer 

chilin' with our friends to relatively no end 

& oh my Lord I'm feelin' exuberated 

cool vibes & disciplined enough to go outside 

and don't you know it's gotta be like that, feeling dope